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INTERPRÉTATION
Graham McPherson
Voix principales
Mark Bedford
Basse
Lee Thompson
Saxophone
Cathal Smyth
Chœurs
Daniel Woodgate
Batterie
Christopher Foreman
Guitare
Michael Barson
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Michael Barson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Clive Langer
Production
Alan Winstanley
Production
Paroles
When I get home, it's late at night
I'm black and bloody from my life
I haven't time to clean my hands
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams
It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason, I can see
In the morning, I awake
My arms, my legs, my body aches
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day
So begins another weary day
After eating, I go out
People passing by me shout
I can't stand this agony
Why don't they talk to me?
In the park, I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace
In the morning, I awake
My arms, my legs, my body aches
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day
So begins another weary day
In the park, I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace
In the morning, I awake
My arms my legs my body aches
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day
So begins another weary day
So begins another weary day
So begins another weary day
Writer(s): Michael Barson
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